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Our Southern Girl in South America

Our Southern Girl in South America

Chi-chi-chi-le-le-le- Universidad de Chile! It was my first South American fútbol match, nay my first professional soccer match ever, and I was trying my best to keep up with the chanting. I read up on the top Premier League goalscorers of all time. For an authentic...
Our Southern Girl in South America

Our Southern Girl in South America

This Fourth of July weekend, I had a lot of cheese. OK, not real cheese, because if you’ve ever been to South America, you’d know they haven’t mastered the art of cheese yet. I’m talking about sentimental cheese; standing in the middle of a crowded house party...
Our Southern Girl in South America

Our Southern Girl in South America

My mother called me a bird. Last December, 18 days after I graduated college, I flew south for winter to sweaty Santiago, Chile, where the seasons are reversed and summer was just beginning. But warm weather wasn’t the purpose of my journey. It’s winter now (in late...